If she couldn't even get over this small hurdle, she would just be picked apart on Masked Singer, and there was no point in praising her. Lemon Guoguo refused to admit that she was just being jealous.
The two had discussed the repertoire in advance.
Everyone has a different vocal range and voice, so there will always be a suitable type of song. For example, if a folk singer is asked to sing rock, there will always be a lack of interest.
Lemon Guoguo's scheming is so obvious that one can see through it at a glance.
【Host, this human is very bad.】
Jiang Xi was not affected and looked at the voting on the screen. After a while, a song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" was voted out.
This song is less difficult than the Dolphin Sound, but it is not easy to sing the high octave voice with a rich and satisfying voice. Judging from the original singer's voice, Jiang Xi's voice is... too clear and too thin.
"Everyone is very naughty."
Guoguo smiled and said, "Shuishui, do you want to change the song?"
"No need," Jiang Xiren said, as quiet as his voice: "This is it."
The window was pitch black and I couldn’t see anything.
The barrage gradually quieted down.
"Who brings the ancient call..."
As the voice opened, the clear melody gradually rose, and suddenly soared rapidly, filling the audience's ears, and it seemed as if towering mountains and continuous peaks appeared before their eyes.
The clear sound sinks down to the very bottom, like the unchanging land, thick and loving, and suddenly rises up again, so high that the soul is rippling, as if catching a glimpse of the most beautiful sunrise, the blue sky, the white clouds, everything is just right.
The dazzling high notes pierce the eardrums and stir the soul.
The live broadcast room was completely silent, and the comments seemed to have gone silent. After a long while, a line finally slid across:...
It seems that there is no other way to express it except this sentence.
Lemon Guoguo was also shocked for a moment. She had received half a year of training. The layman watched the excitement while the expert watched the doorway. The skill of the Three Thousand Waters could not be mastered without ten or eight years of training.
The breath is steady and the transitions are smooth.
The most important thing is her voice. It is so recognizable that as soon as she opens her mouth, others know that it is her San Qianshui and not anyone else.
This is purely a gift from God, and others can't envy it.
Free from technique, San Qianshui incorporates emotion very well, and the heaviness and passion do not seem like something a little girl can sing.
"Thank you to the audience for giving Sanqianshui a song. Now, I will return the live broadcast room to Sister Guoguo."
As Jiang Xi finished speaking, the screen in the live broadcast room flashed like crazy, "Shui Shui, another song!"
"One more song +1."
"One more song +2."
"Crazy cheers for Shui Shui."
"I was so focused on listening that I forgot to record the audio. I burst into tears!"
A series of aircraft and cannons came down, and Lemon Guoguo's mouth was a little stiff.
Jiang Xi disconnected the call.
Lemon Guoguo looked at the big video on the screen and kept shouting "666" and "begging for Sanqianshui's live broadcast room". She felt like there was a green grassland above her head - her unstable fans were about to run away.
My already small heart ached even more, and when I thought about the song at the end, I felt dizzy.
Don’t listen to what Tang Gu said!
She doesn't care whether Jiang Xi wins or not in the Masked Singer competition, and those big anchors won't just sit there and watch. But now she is making things difficult for herself, and her fans will probably cheat on her.
Lemon Guoguo has always been very clear about her own positioning.
Appearance? Not special among the crowd of internet celebrities; singing? Not as good as the best, but better than the worst.
To put it bluntly, her line of work relies on her fans to survive her youth. If her fans leave, she won't even have enough to eat, so how can she care about clinging to the thighs? Whether she can cling to them or not is still a question.
Lemon Guoguo thinks things through thoroughly and is not completely unprepared.
Using the excuse of going to touch up her makeup, she used her cell phone to contact a company specializing in online marketing and asked them to "blacklist" someone.
"Who are you blackmailing?"
"Just a newcomer named Sanqianshui."
"become."
As long as the money is in place, these Internet marketing promoters don’t care whether the person being hacked is black or white.
The last song.
As soon as Jiang Xi entered the venue, he was warmly welcomed.
Lemon Guoguo smiled sincerely and kindly: "For the last song, Shui Shui can decide what to sing, okay?"
"We listen to whatever Shui Shui sings."
The barrage is very neat.
Jiang Xi smiled and said, "Okay, let's sing 'I Like You'."
Cantonese version.
Jiang Xi's voice is very clear, and when it is lowered, it seems even fainter. She hums softly in her ear and sings softly, but the melancholy draws people in like raindrops, making it impossible to escape.
This is the indifference after thousands of sails have passed, but it seems more heartbreaking than the sadness of the original singer. It is not heartbreaking, but helpless.
This time, the barrage was silent for longer.
Compared with the grand and lively atmosphere of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, this kind of lightness seems to be more deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Just when countless people wanted to send another wave of "666", the barrage was unknowingly occupied by countless "questions and ridicules".
"The host didn't show up from the beginning to the end, so he must have lip-synced."
"If you have this ability, why do you want to be an internet celebrity instead of going into the entertainment industry?"
"I recorded the audio of the previous song and gave it to a big name in the industry. Do you know what he said? This part was definitely a pre-recorded demo, edited countless times. Stupid people, you fell for it, didn't you?"
"If the anchor doesn't show his face, he's either guilty or too ugly to be seen in public."
“…”
When people's emotions accumulate to a peak and they are filled with emotion, if their emotions are exposed by someone, they will either transfer their anger to the person who exposed them... or to the person who touched them.
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